Luyện nghe bài hát SW4

Nah, we the same, hmm
You got that ho on retainer, I do no explaining
I'll never be famous, I go with my banger
You'll tell everything to a stranger, let me guess, you a
I ain't scared of you motherfuckers, I'm afraid of my

If she love me like she say she love me we gon' be
I still call and up on her just to see if she alright
Never home, I'm living wrong, I know I to treat her right
She just me up from a flight, I take back off, I leave tonight

I'm living fast, two twenty-five on the
I'm getting to a bag, these niggas livin' in the past
Let's talk facts, I'm the one with them
I'm the one that'll pull up on you all by with that MAC
I'm the one niggas up on and I tell 'em pull around the back
Pull it out the back, pop it out the vac
Know I'm gon' tax
If you know I got it on me, showing out for the police, I you a rat
Just took a loss, I think eighty racks
All I can think 'bout is making it
If this plug just keep it coming, fuck it we be alright
I ran a check up on 'em but I still will squeeze on sight
Whippin' on me when I'm wrong but yeah they still gon' my writes

I'm the one with the thirty rounds on the twelve
Chopper singing, let it
I got but a hand grenade
I was really gon' blow, I was like makin' pipe bombs
Now I got a little more sense but still shoot like a Nikon
Wrong place at the wrong time, but you niggas fuckin' with the one
They call Craig Petties notorious, but where I'm he's an icon
Being broke never no fun
Back when they ain't a GoFundMe
I was moteling with a bunny
all our bills with my dope money
Truth is, I broke before, broke and poor, I ain't even gon' front
I brought steak for dinner but all my daughter is cinnamon toast crunch
I keep the rifle like I go hunt, I stack the paper a whole bunch
I say life is like a toilet seat, you come pulling shit, I'm gon' dump
Hope you got insurance, big time
Poppin' shit like the guy
'til they pop your ass and your mama can't afford to you without a fish fry
No rest, I can never loosen up, something like a
Got incendiaries in thirty round, I'll hop out on you and spit fire

That's overkill, I'm in over-grind it's overtime, I don't get tired
You a ho for real, and a pussy, that's why you always be ridin'
We fell out but I never switched sides
And I let shit slide
Fuck your mama while the kid nap
drive-bys out the bitch ride
Selling mid out a rental Enterprise
They ain't have nothing bigger a midsize
That's the difference hitters and sendouts
Don't tell me lil nigga, I been it
Seventy-five drum with me now
Ten in the penthouse
I opened one and the shit loud
I just three for like ten thousand
Me and bro gon' break these other six
Yeah we gon' be
I just need a light, brothers for life

If she love me she say she love me we gon' be alright
I still and check up on her just to see if she alright
Never home, I'm living wrong, I know I need to her right
She just me up from a flight, I take back off, I leave tonight